Five years ago I chronicled B’s journey through his accident. I did not know about WP yet and I needed an outlet. FB was as good a place as any to release the hounds. Might be why they banned me later on. I’m too real y’all. Offensive they said. Pfft! As if! Oh c’mon Jilly, get over the ban already would ya.
Anywho, hard to believe looking back now that he made it through. In the thick of it, you just do. One foot in front of the other. These memories have been popping up since April 14 but this one from May 19, 2014 struck a cord.
So B’s bright red cast came off for a few minutes today to be replaced by what? Another bright red cast. Everything looks good but the radial break is not quite healed yet. Let’s face it he has old man bones.
He now has a prescription for heavy duty vitamin D. Once a week as more than that is no bueno. He is still not released to drive. And he cannot do anything weight bearing with his right arm until Monday June 23rd. That’s when he will return to get the cast off for good. Followed by at least a month of physical therapy.
Disappointed sure … but … and there is always a but … it could be worse. The ortho waiting room was filled with walkers, wheelchairs, and crutches. The guy next to us was visibly wincing. He had been dropped off and when asked he replied “yep I am alone again. The bus will come back for me”. For better or worse at least we have each other. This guy was alone. In a wheelchair. I’ll never complain about driving Mr. Daisy again.
Five years later, oh how soon we forget. Since then I am sure I have complained about Mr. Daisy. I forgot about that poor wheelchair bound man all alone in this world. I took things for granted. Re-reading my entry makes me pause and re-center myself. I am back on track. Hopefully this new better attitude lasts for a while.
As always, more to come.